His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"Mr. Casper," she said, her face calm but with a hint of respect.

He gave her a bland look. "I've been hearing that your performance has been slipping lately."

Hearing? From whom? Nova?

"I'm not sure what you mean by 'slipping,' Mr. Casper. Can you clarify which part of my work is in question?"

"Ms. Nova mentioned that you've been constantly searching for images online for your designs. Are you planning to plagiarize, or are you just out of ideas?"

Eliza was stunned.

Yes, she had searched online, but only for types and details of flowers.

Was that considered plagiarism? Did Nova not understand what it meant? Did Casper not understand either?

"So, Mr. Casper, you tell me, if not floral materials, what should I use as inspiration for my accessory design that features flowers? I think you know that. Nova doesn't have the adequate experience and skills to really understand what makes a good design, nor what materials are beneficial."

Eliza's words caused Casper's expression to darken. "Are you questioning my judgment and choices? Eliza, who gave you that right?"

True, she had no right. She was just stating facts.

nothing else, Mr. Casper,

turned to go but was stopped by him. "Come with me to the family estate tonight.

Caroline had returned?

along fine, she had no desire to go to the

"I have plans tonight."

"Cancel them."

to spend my time

at her coldly. "Don't forget, you're still married into the Welton

to comply with

up his coat and

her hand away, feeling

he lost his temper. "Eliza, don't give me

not," she replied,

threw his coat onto the couch and

thrown onto the large bed. "Casper, what

what he wanted. She also knew he didn't care about

undo his tie, anger evident in his movements as he unbuttoned his cuffs. "Even if we were in the middle of the street, what could

and pinned her beneath him, Eliza

whenever he wanted, regardless